I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"Luo Mingchuan! Help, help! Someone will die..."

In contrast, Liu Jun was dragged away like a dead pig.

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Downstairs of the crew's temporary office building.

"I'll give it to you."

As Chu Ci finished speaking, a black Bentley drove up in front of the two of them.

As soon as the car stopped, the driver's door opened and Luo Mingchuan, wearing only a black shirt, got out of the car.

Walk up to the two of them.

"Luo Mingchuan." He introduced himself and extended his hand to Chu Ci.

"Chu Ci." Chu Ci looked at his hand, gently squeezed his fingertips, and took it away.

The handshake was very calm, without a trace of disturbance.

Putting his hand down, Luo Mingchuan took the bag from Wen Wan's hand and said gently, "Sorry for the long wait."

"Not long." Wen Wan shook his head gently, looked at Chu Ci, and curled his lips, "I'll leave first."

"Okay, be careful on the road and report back when you get home." Chu Ci instructed.

Wen Wan nodded, "Yeah."

Luo Mingchuan opened the passenger seat for Wen Wan, waited for her to sit in and closed the door, then walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat.

Wen got in the car in the evening, rolled down the window and waved to Chu Ci.

Chu Ci's mouth curled up and he waved at her.

Luo Mingchuan suddenly came closer, Wen Wan lowered her eyes to look at him, and Chu Ci's fingers waving in the air became stiff.

"Master, I forgot to fasten my seat belt." Luo Mingchuan's voice was low and soft, like a feather brushing across Wen Wan's heart, making her nervous.

Chu Ci slowly lowered his hands and clenched them into fists. He didn't know what they were talking about, but he knew that their actions were too intimate and ambiguous.

Luo Mingchuan quickly fastened Wen Wan's seat belt and waved to Chu Ci outside the window, "Goodbye, Director Chu."

His fox eyes looked up, and the red mole at the corner of his eyes danced with provocation.

The expression on Chu Ci's face faded. He didn't wave, but replied in a low mood, "Goodbye."

The car window slowly rose, and I didn't know what the two people in the car were communicating about.

Chu Ci felt like a cold outsider. He seemed to have stepped into Wen Wan's world, only to find that he knew nothing about her.

When he learned that Wen Wan was Rimen, he couldn't suppress his desire to understand her and enter her world.

He wanted to know how rich the spiritual world of a person who could write such transcendental works was.

But the treasure he discovered today already has an owner.

He felt an unspeakable sense of frustration.

Inside the Bentley.

Su Yan's popular song was playing. This song has been very popular recently and is being sung in the streets and alleys.

It makes people crazy after listening to it once.

There was a red light ahead and the car stopped in front of the zebra crossing. Wen Wan leaned back in his chair and looked out the window casually.

Clean and orderly streets, people and vehicles coming and going, and various billboards.

On the huge billboard in the distance was a promotional video for W Group.

Wen Wan watched intently, and at this moment she didn't know how to describe her mood.

complex.

It has been almost a month since she was bound to the system. She has gone from being a person with nothing to a person with financial freedom who can even help others and bring value to society.

Not only did her life undergo a qualitative leap, but her emotions also changed dramatically, and she was completely different from who she was a month ago.

All of this was the wealth brought to her by the system, and she was very grateful. She did not forget to help the system complete its materialization as soon as possible.

Only after the system becomes materialized can she enjoy life more peacefully.

Although the acquisition of fame points is slow, Wen Wan works hard every day and his life is very fulfilling.

"Why aren't you talking?" Wen Wan stared at Luo Mingchuan's androgynous face.

He stared straight ahead, his face expressionless. "Jealous."

Wen Wan raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

"The master is still the same as always. He forgets his old love when he finds a new one." Luo Mingchuan's tone revealed grievance.

Wen Wan sighed, "New love smells good."

"Where does it smell good?" Luo Mingchuan asked humbly.

Wen Wan looked away, "It smells good everywhere."

With a "creak", the black Bentley stopped by the roadside.